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BEFORE BAPTISTA'S HOUSE.
Enter Tranio and Hortensio.
Hor. Sir, to satisfy you in what I have said, Stand by, and mark the manner of his teaching.
[They stand aside.
Enter Bianca and Lucentio.
Luc. Now, mistress, profit you in what you
read? Bian. What, master, read you? first, resolve me
that. Luc. I read that I profess, the art to love. Bian. And may you prove, sir, master of your art! Luc. While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of
[They retire. Hor. Quick proceeders, marry! Now, tell me, I
pray, You that durst swear that your mistress Bianca Lov'd none in the world so well as Lucentio. Tra. O despiteful love! unconstant woman
Hor. Mistake no more: I am not Licio,
And makes a god of such a cullion:
Tra. Signior Hortensio, I have often heard
Tra. And here I take the like unfeigned oath, Ne'er to marry with her though she would entreat: Fie on her! see, how beastly she doth court him. Hor. 'Would, all the world, but he, had quite
forsworn! For me,—that I may surely keep mine oath, I will be married to a wealthy widow, Ere three days pass; which hath as long lov'd me, As I have lov'd this proud disdainful haggard: And so farewel, signior Lucentio.Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, Shall win my love:-and so I take my leave, In resolution as I swore before.
[E.rit Hortensio.—Lucentio and Bianca
advance. Tra. Mistress Bianca, bless you
grace As ʼlongeth to a lover's blessed case! Nay, I have ta’en you napping, gentle love; And have forsworn you, with Hortensio. .
Bian. Tranio, you jest; But have you both for
sworn me? Tra. Mistress, we have. Luc.
Then we are rid of Licio.
Bian. God give him joy!
place? Tra. Ay, mistress, and Petruchio is the master; That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long, — To tame a shrew, and charm her chattering tongue.
says so, Tranio.
Enter Biondello, running.
What is he, Biondello?
Luc. And what of him, Tranio?
Tra. If he be credulous, and trust my tale,
[Exeunt Lucentio and Biancu
Enter a Pedant.
Ped. God save you, sir!
And you, sir! you are welcome. Travel
on, or are you at the furthest?
Tra. What countryman, I pray?
Ped. My life, sir! how I pray? for that goes hard,
Tra. 'Tis death for any one in Mantua To come to Padua; Know you not the cause? Your ships are staid at Venice; and the duke (For private quarrel 'twixt your duke and him,) Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly: 'Tis marvel; but that you're but newly come, You might have heard it else proclaim'd about.
Ped. Alas, sir, it is worse for me than so;
Tra. Well, sir, to do you courtesy,
Ped. Ay, sir, in Pisa have I often been;
Tra. Among them, know you one Vincentio?
Ped. I know him not, but I have heard of him; A merchant of incomparable wealth.
Tra. He is my father, sir; and, sooth to say, In countenance somewhat doth resemble you.
Bion. As much as an apple doth an oyster, and all one.
upon you as you should; You understand me, sir;—so shall you stay Till you have done
business in the city: If this be courtesy, sir, accept of it.
Ped. O, sir, I do; and will repute you ever
with me, to make the matter good. This, by the way, I let you understand ;My father is here look'd for every day, To pass assurance of a dower in marriage 'Twixt me and one Baptista's daughter here: In all these circumstances I'll instruct you: Go with me, sir, to clothe yo
A ROOM IN PETRUCHIO's house,
Enter Katharina and Grumio: Gru. No, no, forsooth; I dare not, for my life. Kath. The more my wrong, the more his spite